rachelkirwan 13,626 Posted April 12, 2018 🌟 OmoOrg VIP Popular Post Share Posted April 12, 2018 It’s probably Spring here in Vancouver and I’ve been taking full advantage. This means cute sexy pleated skirt weather is upon us! I’ve been feeling like doing some more desperation and wetting adventures out and about town. Today I planned to go shopping to a large local mall. I had some errands to run and decided to add a sexy desperation component to the outing. I filled a water bottle and drank a mug of green tea while getting ready to leave the apartment. I slipped on one of my favorite pairs of panties, my gray Disney Frozen panties from the Gap, underneath a cute equally gray pleated skirt with pink trim. The skirt is totally too young-looking for my age, which is why I love it. On top I had on a button up white blouse, with a gray blazer over top. To the undiscerning eye I therefore had a sort of school uniform look. On my feet I had on knee high white socks and flat runners. I wore big sunglasses because despite my tendency towards exhibitionism, I’m still very shy, and you can hide a lot behind sun glasses. Anyhow, I brought a large backpack to carry my purchases, and my purse. I was already at a 4 on the desperation scale when I took the elevator down from our flat. Now this is the level where I’d almost certainly pee before leaving the house, but I’ve been emboldened by my newly cooperating bladder and getting desperate in public was kind of the point. I started off the 20 minute walk to the mall at a brisk pace, enjoying the sun on my skin and the feeling of the slight breeze ruffling my skirt as I trotted along. By the time I arrived at the mall, my desperation was at a 5, a level at which point I would always start looking for a toilet while in public. I did not however, and instead took a couple of big swigs from my water bottle and headed into the fray of the mall. This mall is incredibly busy and it’s easy to become an anonymous figure in the crowd. I visited a couple of shops and drank more water. By the time I had completed two actually errands that I needed to run, I was at a 7. I was getting desperate. At the level where I should certainly find a washroom soon. Now this is my regular shopping mall, and I have all the washrooms mapped out. This is a good practice for someone with bladder issues, and a good practice in general. I knew where all of the washrooms were, but I was not going to visit one until I was at least at a 9. This mall has lots of washrooms, so closures and lines are not an issue. If one is closed, you simply need to walk a little further, or head to a different floor. While I had been running my errands, I noticed that some of the washrooms were habitually closed for cleaning. I kept an eye on these, intent on having some fun. Anyhow, I decided to go look at one of the adorable Asian import stores just for fun. While I was prodding little sad eggs and plush sushi’s, my desperation had reached an 8. I was close to needing to hold myself of bounce around, and I found that I was subconsciously making little stepping/dancing motions with my feet as I looked at the wares in the shop. As I stood looking at cute plastic things, I found myself either doing a little two-step, or crossing my legs tightly. I was at the point of thinking I was being subtle in my desperation, but giving off very obvious signs of desperation to anyone who happened to be watching. I moved on to a second shop, at which I was thoroughly in the ‘pee-pee dance’ mode of desperation, as my bladder creeped to a solid 8. I decided I could no longer reasonable stay shopping given the obvious signs of desperation I was giving off. Any reasonable girl, even a shopaholic, would make a bee-line for the toilet at this stage. Did I mention I have mapped out all of the washrooms in the mall? And that some of them were always closed for cleaning? Well at this stage in my little adventure in public desperation, I decided to go hunting for a closed public washroom. I could see when I exited the shop, that the nearest washroom was open for business. So I gave this one a miss and instead headed down to the main floor, the level which is one of the busiest, and which therefore has some of the busiest washrooms. My assumption was that these would be the most often to be cleaned and therefore closed. When I arrived on this floor I wiggled my way to the end of the hall with the entrance to the washrooms, but again noticed they were open for business. I was still and an uncomfortable 8 at this point and enjoying the embarrassed feeling of having to wiggle a little when I stood still, and the need to tightly cross my legs on the elevator. I took another big swig from my water bottle. The sloshing water made me squeeze my legs together and one hand darted towards my crotch. It took a force of will to avoid holding myself, but I was surrounded by people, including gawking teenage boys playing Pokemon Go, who seem to be everywhere in this mall. I was not going to be so undignified as to hold myself. Part of me wanted to, given the exhibitionistic naughtiness of the thing. I stood there for a moment, still enjoying the feeling of panic that comes from a full bladder. Legs tightly crossed, wiggling a little. I pretended to check my phone, and after doing so, slipped it into my purse, using the ‘excuse’ to move my purse to in front of myself. With one hand I held the purse. The other I slide behind it, and pressed the fabric of my skirt between my legs. I could feel some of the Pokemon Go players nearby staring at me and my heart rate increased. I really was desperate and this was a necessary move. This meant I was close to a 9 and needed a washroom now. I stood there for another few moments waiting for the pressure to subside. It did not. I uncrossed my legs, removed my hands, and did an uncontrolled little pee-pee dance. I was at the point of being both desperate, so the moves I was making were natural, but also hyper conscious of my desperation, it being self-inflicted, and so I was also aware of the moves I was making. After perhaps 30 seconds of dancing and again pretending to check my phone, I stuffed it into my purse, shoved one hand firmly between my legs, not caring if this un-lady-like maneuver was shielded from sight by my purse, and made a very real dash for the washroom. Fortunately it was not far. Unfortunately, I had let my desperation creep up to levels beyond which I could easily control. I didn’t care if there were eyes on me, I needed to get to the washroom now. I wasn’t quite running, I was definitely not walking. I was doing that speedy authoritative power walk. This carried me the 60 meters or so to the washrooms rather quickly. They were open and I darted into the ladies room. It was quite busy, this being a generally busy time at the mall, and there were a number of ladies using the sinks and mirrors. The second I stepped into the washroom and could see the stalls my body betrayed me. A moment of distraction was I looked for an open stall had resulted in a classic key-in-latch leak. I’ve had these all my life and you already know what they are, just your body releasing when you are oh so very close to the washroom. I was peeing. Right there just beyond the entrance of the toilets. I must have gave out a little gasp, as one lady at the sinks looked over at me. At this point I can only imagine how red I was. Standing there, one hand pressed between my legs, leaking uncontrollably at the doorway of the washroom. I didn’t pause long, leaving a trail of little droplets on the ground I hurried into the nearest available stall. In a classic move that resembles those almost-made-it JAV videos we all love so much, my little slow leak turned into a torrent as I turned to pull down my panties and sit on the toilet. I was filled with a huge wave of relieve as I voided my very full and tired bladder. I hadn’t even bothered to wipe down the toilet seat before I sat down, something I do in public restrooms. As I peed, I inspected the damage. There was a clear trail of droplets leading to the toilet and my panties had a very serious wet spot on them. I patted at them will a little toilet paper as I continued to pee. I peed for almost a solid minute. Once I was done and I had wiped myself (including my inner thighs and legs), I slipped off my panties and dropped them on the floor. I wanted to take a picture of my droplets and panties, which I did. I immediately regretted putting my panties on the ground, as this was a public washroom and therefore disgusting. To pick them up after the photo, I took a big wad of toilet paper and engulfed them entirely. Then I retrieved the baggie and spare panties I always carry in my purse, removed the panties, and slipped the ball of toilet paper in. Now I had a moment of contemplation. I was very tempted to go home sans panties. After all, most girls don’t carry spare panties, and naughty girls who have accidents in their panties don’t get to wear any. Or so the naughty dialogue in my head went. However, I did still have some actual errands to run and the skirt I was wearing was pretty short. The overpass I take to cross the busy road outside the mall has steep stairs and while I might find it sexy that someone might glimpse my panties on these stairs, showing my actual private lady parts is a bit too much for me. So I slipped into my fresh spare pair of panties and then stood in the stall and waited. I had no desire to bump into any of the people who might have seen the last 10 meters of my desperate leaking dash. As I stood there for a moment I remembered my skirt. I had been pressing it between my legs while I leaked. Had it gotten wet? I inspected it for damage, and sure enough, there was a small wet spot on the front panel. I mulled over my options while I patted it with some toilet paper. Rather than risk it, I rotated my skirt so that the front panel was on my hip and covered by my purse. Then, believing that enough time had elapsed. I opened the stall and timidly walked into the bathroom. My face was still warm and I had no idea if any of the people mulling about had seen me. Anyhow, I went to the sink, washed my hands, and then followed the little trail of droplets someone had made from one of the stalls all the way to the entrance of the washroom. Despite the other bits of detritus, drips and dirty foot prints, they were clearly there, my little wet trail of shame across the washroom floor. I went out and went about completing the rest of my errands, pulse just a little quicker. The embarrassed sensations that have washed over my body a short while earlier bounced around my head, which was a little light as a result of the chemical mix. I would have to get home soon to do something about all these feelings. hubertheiser, pdeferred, Sentinelchicken and 24 others 27 Quote Link to comment
mhenslowe 69 Posted April 12, 2018 Share Posted April 12, 2018 My reaction to this story is the same as my reaction to all of your contributions to this site: WOW. Thank you for sharing! Quote Link to comment
hoimi 249 Posted April 12, 2018 Share Posted April 12, 2018 I always enjoy reading your mis-adventures, but there is a pang of empathy in your moment of embarrassment. I don’t have the Ovaries of Steel, as you do, to go anywhere without protection. Quote Link to comment
rachelkirwan 13,626 Posted April 12, 2018 Author 🌟 OmoOrg VIP Share Posted April 12, 2018 1 hour ago, mhenslowe said: My reaction to this story is the same as my reaction to all of your contributions to this site: WOW. Thank you for sharing! Aww thanks! I'm planning something else soon too ;) 34 minutes ago, hoimi said: I always enjoy reading your mis-adventures, but there is a pang of empathy in your moment of embarrassment. I don’t have the Ovaries of Steel, as you do, to go anywhere without protection. Aww thanks! It might have been self imposed... and well... it's hot in some ways... BlueWetter 1 Quote Link to comment
Meowth 339 Posted April 13, 2018 Share Posted April 13, 2018 Rachel, you have some of the best stories on here, but this has to be one of the best of the best. Thanks for sharing. Quote Link to comment
WaityKaty 1,171 Posted April 13, 2018 Share Posted April 13, 2018 3 hours ago, rachelkirwan said: Aww thanks! I'm planning something else soon too ;) You are so brave! I've been wanting to do something similar for ages but whenever I get the chance I'm like, "Nope. Too scared. Maybe next month." :p You retell these thing so well! Quote Link to comment
AnonymousOne 30 Posted April 13, 2018 Share Posted April 13, 2018 Looks like someone peed in her panties. i love it! That was a truly exciting and amazing story. For one thing, I really enjoy going on similar adventures, so I can totally relate to the excitement. But also, to be with a woman when she does something like that, or to be going on a pee desperation adventure / holding contest together with a woman is ome of my greatest fantasies. If only I lived in Vancouver instead of New York..... Thank you so much for sharing. Quote Link to comment
rachelkirwan 13,626 Posted April 13, 2018 Author 🌟 OmoOrg VIP Share Posted April 13, 2018 3 hours ago, Meowth said: Rachel, you have some of the best stories on here, but this has to be one of the best of the best. Thanks for sharing. Awww you are too kind ;) 2 hours ago, WaityKaty said: You are so brave! I've been wanting to do something similar for ages but whenever I get the chance I'm like, "Nope. Too scared. Maybe next month." :p You retell these thing so well! Ah well sometimes you have to just trap yourself into a situation and go with it :) The gone to far to stop now kind of situation. Quote Link to comment
Brandie 177 Posted April 13, 2018 Share Posted April 13, 2018 Love it Rachel as always! Now that spring seems to be here I hope I can do similar soon. Quote Link to comment
rachelkirwan 13,626 Posted April 13, 2018 Author 🌟 OmoOrg VIP Share Posted April 13, 2018 6 hours ago, Brandie said: Love it Rachel as always! Now that spring seems to be here I hope I can do similar soon. I hope so, can't wait to hear about your adventures :) Quote Link to comment
squirmandglow 61 Posted April 13, 2018 Share Posted April 13, 2018 Loved the story! Seems like you timed everything perfectly. Quote Link to comment
DespAndHold 337 Posted April 13, 2018 Share Posted April 13, 2018 Wow that is amazing you did so well getting yourself to such a state and only leaking once in toilet Quote Link to comment
nappypants 1,403 Posted April 14, 2018 Share Posted April 14, 2018 On 4/12/2018 at 9:59 PM, hoimi said: I always enjoy reading your mis-adventures, but there is a pang of empathy in your moment of embarrassment. I don’t have the Ovaries of Steel, as you do, to go anywhere without protection. What do you usually wear - pad, adult pull-up or full diaper? Quote Link to comment
AliasnameTO 335 Posted April 14, 2018 Share Posted April 14, 2018 Lovely account. The description of what went on in your head was easily the best part. Quote Link to comment
rachelkirwan 13,626 Posted April 14, 2018 Author 🌟 OmoOrg VIP Share Posted April 14, 2018 3 hours ago, nappypants said: What do you usually wear - pad, adult pull-up or full diaper? Well since November I've been wearing pads during the day regularly, but less so more recently. Quote Link to comment
Jack_86 132 Posted April 15, 2018 Share Posted April 15, 2018 WOW, WOW, WOW! Thanks for that great story, Rachel! I would pay a lot of money to see you wetting just in front of the toilet entrance. ;) Although you didn't like it to show your private parts under your short skirt, this part of the story really turned me on. The discription immediately created a picture in my head. Hope to hear more of your public expieriences soon. Quote Link to comment
nappypants 1,403 Posted April 15, 2018 Share Posted April 15, 2018 21 hours ago, rachelkirwan said: Well since November I've been wearing pads during the day regularly, but less so more recently. I was actually asking hoimi, but thanks anyway Quote Link to comment
hoimi 249 Posted April 15, 2018 Share Posted April 15, 2018 7 hours ago, nappypants said: I was actually asking hoimi, but thanks anyway Since I've been leaking more heavily with key in latch issues, my allergies leaving me sneezing more often and harder, and being back to work, I've been wearing adult pull-ups to work. I'm tempted to try tape up nappies as they seem like they would be easier to change on the fly. Changing a pull-up in a nasty public toilet is not easy. I'm just nervous about being detected by a crinkle or having a diaper bottom at work. Though it would be better than wetting myself on the floor. nappypants 1 Quote Link to comment
rachelkirwan 13,626 Posted April 16, 2018 Author 🌟 OmoOrg VIP Share Posted April 16, 2018 7 hours ago, hoimi said: Since I've been leaking more heavily with key in latch issues, my allergies leaving me sneezing more often and harder, and being back to work, I've been wearing adult pull-ups to work. I'm tempted to try tape up nappies as they seem like they would be easier to change on the fly. Changing a pull-up in a nasty public toilet is not easy. I'm just nervous about being detected by a crinkle or having a diaper bottom at work. Though it would be better than wetting myself on the floor. Underwear over top! Quote Link to comment
pboy 14 Posted April 16, 2018 Share Posted April 16, 2018 There are two more that come to mind: 1. snug waterproof underwear, eg. latex, rubber or maybe euroflex overpanties that can add security from leaks, crinkles, odors and diaper butt; and 2. adjustable fitted briefs that function as either a pull-up or a tape-on, (but I think only Depends makes these if they still do). Quote Link to comment
scinosensation 543 Posted April 16, 2018 Share Posted April 16, 2018 13 hours ago, hoimi said: Since I've been leaking more heavily with key in latch issues, my allergies leaving me sneezing more often and harder, and being back to work, I've been wearing adult pull-ups to work. I'm tempted to try tape up nappies as they seem like they would be easier to change on the fly. Changing a pull-up in a nasty public toilet is not easy. I'm just nervous about being detected by a crinkle or having a diaper bottom at work. Though it would be better than wetting myself on the floor. I used Attends Breathable diapers before I switched to Bamboo pocket diapers. The Attends have a cloth-like surface and reusable tapes. they are relatively thin. Since I live in a wheelchair I cannot speak to the diaper butt issue, but while I could still stand no one ever seemed to notice a diaper butt issue with the Depends plastic cover tape ons but getting thne tapes right the first time was very important. Quote Link to comment
rachelkirwan 13,626 Posted April 16, 2018 Author 🌟 OmoOrg VIP Share Posted April 16, 2018 Bamboo pocket diapers? I've never heard of these, care to elaborate? Or share a link? Quote Link to comment
scinosensation 543 Posted April 17, 2018 Share Posted April 17, 2018 5 hours ago, rachelkirwan said: Bamboo pocket diapers? I've never heard of these, care to elaborate? Or share a link? Certainly. I've used these for about 3 years. Each is good for about 200 washings. They are bulky with the inserts so diaper butt would be a "problem". http://www.bububibi.com/store/adult-cloth-diaper/ rachelkirwan 1 Quote Link to comment
rachelkirwan 13,626 Posted April 18, 2018 Author 🌟 OmoOrg VIP Share Posted April 18, 2018 On 2018-04-16 at 5:13 PM, scinosensation said: Certainly. I've used these for about 3 years. Each is good for about 200 washings. They are bulky with the inserts so diaper butt would be a "problem". http://www.bububibi.com/store/adult-cloth-diaper/ Thanks! Quote Link to comment
nappypants 1,403 Posted April 19, 2018 Share Posted April 19, 2018 On 4/16/2018 at 12:39 AM, hoimi said: Since I've been leaking more heavily with key in latch issues, my allergies leaving me sneezing more often and harder, and being back to work, I've been wearing adult pull-ups to work. I'm tempted to try tape up nappies as they seem like they would be easier to change on the fly. Changing a pull-up in a nasty public toilet is not easy. I'm just nervous about being detected by a crinkle or having a diaper bottom at work. Though it would be better than wetting myself on the floor. Exactly... if you need a nappy, you need a nappy. Nothing to be ashamed about... and would people even care in the unlikely event they found out? Quote Link to comment
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